You
do not have my permission to die
At
least not by your own amazing hand.
Your
death would take a part of me with you
And
I do not give you that indulgence.
As
the English King said so long ago:
Dieu
et Mon Droite...God and my strong Right Hand.
What
more do you need, my beloved Angel?
With
God above you and a brush in your hand?
You
are complete.
ah! interesting poetic license.
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